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How absurd,
I detect a whiff of jealousy,
I can't overlook this unease,
My mind ensnares my heart,
In a lucid dream,
Of a seemingly serene, yet blood-red sea.
Wonders from the external world,
My lucid world,
Is a realm of fury and torment,
Even those in your immediate circle,
Close friends are not exempted.

A series of imagined punishments,
Yet, I find myself laughing inwardly,
For it all appears so beautiful,
Applauding with glee,
Such thrill,
Sets my heart hammering,
Ruthless, indeed,
And yet, I harbor no remorse,
For it pacifies the turbulent sea.

A silent wrath,
From a typically quiet friend,
Fear not, my friend,
Your dear companion doesn't bite.

ancn.

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